Wrigley

My story

LEROY WRIGLEY – YOUR HOLIDAY HIP-HOPPING BULLDOG ELF Age: 2 years old • From: The 5 Freeway + Orange County Shelter • Status: Naughty-but-Nice and Ready for a Forever Home My Christmas Rescue Tale Ho, Ho, HOLD UP — let me tell you how I landed in the Freedom Squad. One minute I was roaming the 5 freeway (don’t ask… I have zero survival skills except wobbling fast), and the next thing you know, the shelter humans were sending out a full rescue plea because nobody could touch me. Not a single elf. I was “not adoptable,” whatever that means. Freedom Frenchie Rescue said, “Move—we got him.” They sent a whole action team to scoop my dramatic bulldog booty, get me to San Diego, and then all the way to Arizona where the real magic started. Decompression, Cookies, and Learning Humans Aren’t So Bad When I got to Mo’s house, they gave me my own cozy space to decompress, breathe, and finally learn the joy of regular meals (yes, several a day, thank you very much). They taught me what “potty outside” means, gave me soft blankets, talked to me gently, and showed me what safe love feels like. And slowly… the “don’t touch me!” Grinch in me started melting like a snowman in Phoenix. My Hip-Hoppin’ Bulldog Shuffle Do I walk? HECK YES. I walk, I wobble, and I can move faster than Santa’s elves when the cookies come out. I do have hip dysplasia—like most English Bulldogs—but mine is extra spicy. My hip sockets didn’t form right, so I strut around with my signature holiday wobble. Phantom of the Opera? No. Leroy of the Wiggle-Opera. Freedom did NEW x-rays and guess what? I still need PT in my future, plus good supplements and a healthy weight. (They DID have to put a few pounds on me… I was skinny like a candy cane.) But I’m doing amazing with the right meds and love. My Personality: A Bulldog Wrapped in Holiday Spirit Listen… I’m a bulldog. Which means I come with a whole personality package. I’m demanding — that’s my #1 talent. I’m opinionated about pretty much everything, dramatic when I don’t get my way, and honestly? I’m absolutely hilarious. But once I decide you’re my person, I’m loyal in a way only a bulldog can be.” I used to be super sketchy about being touched. I did try to bite in the beginning (just calling it like it is), and sometimes when you pick me up I’ll grumble like the Grinch waking up from a nap—but I’ve NEVER gotten anyone. It’s fear, not fury. Now? I come over and lay my big ol’ head in your lap. If you’re lucky I roll on my back for belly rubs. And if you scratch the side of my neck? I SWOON. I bend like a candy cane so you can get the whole thing. That’s premium bulldog service. I’m potty trained, I eat like a champion, and since my neuter I’ve stopped trying to “decorate” every object in the house with my leg lifts. Zero poop accidents. Gold star for me. I can be around other dogs—as long as they pretend I don’t exist. (Honestly same, buddy.) In the future, I could totally have a friend after the holidays… with time and trust. My Perfect Holiday Home I’m searching for someone who loves sweet-but-spicy bulldogs, keeps snacks on hand at all times, and understands slow trust-building with big-hearted patience. I’m all about scratches—just not on my hips for now—and I promise to bring goofy charm and wobbly joy into your world. If you want a loyal Christmas sidekick who’s been tough some stuff but is finally learning how to be happy, I’m your guy. All I Want for Christmas… Is YOU I’m Leroy Wrigley—two years old, a fighter, a lover, a wiggle-walker, and a redeemed freeway elf. I’m finally ready to spend Christmas warm, safe, and adored… maybe under your tree, maybe on your couch, but definitely in your heart. Love Wriggs! PS I am vaccinated, microchipped and neutered, currently I am being fostered in Mesa, AZ. My adoption donation fee is $1050.00 and you can check out how to adopt me at freedomfrenchierescue.org and apply for there too!

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